Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 468

The trip, which started out as a half-holiday trip, with the feeling of watching the clouds drift by, has ended .

The appearance of the giant changed the atmosphere.

Encred swung his blade left and right to observe the giant’s reaction.

The opponent was indifferent. He blinked his eyes like a cow, pretending to be innocent.

“What are you doing, playing with a knife?”

The giant tilted his head as if he were stupid. His speech was also awkward. Encred was not fooled by the other person’s nod.

Look at this kid?

As he spoke, I could clearly see him secretly moving his hand and placing it on his waist. It was a good position to block my sword.

Then the giant began swinging the club he was holding in his right hand into the air.

The wind blowing from the club hit my face with a bang.

The wind was blowing and whatever, and the pressure from the club made my eyes sting.

Encred squinted his eyes to protect his eyeballs, thinking of two things at the same time.

If it’s right, it won’t just break in one place and end there.

Wouldn’t that help you practice your striking technique?

It’s with thoughts.

He adjusted his grip on the sword, placing the tip of the sword toward his abdomen, and also changed the position of his feet.

“Can I help you?”

Dunbakel asked. It seemed more like he wanted to get some relief from Rem’s beatings than he really wanted to help.

“Okay.”

Encrid refused.

The giant’s momentum was extraordinary. It was also unique. In other words, it was an opponent you didn’t want to miss.

As Encred’s skills grew, certain desires also arose.

There is also joy to be found in the fight itself.

But if you fall for it, you will end up becoming a weapon of mass murder.

Of course, that didn’t happen to Encred.

He has a dream.

But, isn’t it unnecessary to live without all of these pleasures?

Of course, that’s right. So, don’t give in or let go of your opponent.

The piece of joy I felt while dealing with the ghoul grew inside me and brought me something similar to joy.

Is the opponent dangerous?

Regardless of skill, if you were to wield a club like that, whether you were a knight or not, you would be crushed in one place as soon as you were hit.

‘If I don’t shed it, I might die.’

There is always danger in a showdown, and that is what makes it fun.

Luagarne swung the whip she had hanging down.

The giant’s gaze did not move, but Encred knew that the creature had already seen everything.

It’s a warning from intuition.

Pretend to be stupid, but you’re not stupid.

Pretending to be stupid was just a tactic.

“What are you looking at?”

Encred asked and met the giant’s eyes.

Our eyes met.

The blue eyes were honest and straight. They were like jewels and shone like starlight.

These are Encred’s eyes.

The giant’s eyes were like dull sand. Like loose mounds of dirt. They were dark brown.

On the outside, his eyes always looked innocent and foolish, but he couldn’t completely hide the intelligence contained in them.

Should I say that the eyes exude a very sinister feeling?

The giant’s eyes rolled a few times. Encred tried to peek into the giant’s thoughts, but failed.

I don’t know. It was obvious. Encred doesn’t have the ability to read other people’s minds.

However, one thing was certain.

I won’t just back down.

It’s the same as thinking.

The giant stopped the club he was swinging around.

“Aren’t you scared?”

The giant’s voice became several times softer than before.

There was a strong feeling of persuasion.

It seemed like he was secretly showing interest.

What a talented giant he was. He could change his tone of speech to make his opponent let his guard down.

“If you leave just one behind, I’ll spare the rest.”

The giant spoke again, without even licking his lips.

While the giant was talking, Encred only looked into the giant’s eyes.

That made me feel a little sorry for Christ.

‘Similar, but different.’

What is the biggest difference?

It depends on whether there is a lie or not.

The giant cub’s eyes seemed to enjoy fooling and deceiving his opponents with countless lies.

There was a strong, vile, and sleazy smell. Was it sadistic pleasure? It smelled like blood.

In fact, a pungent odor was emitted from the giant that had eaten human flesh.

“Would you like that?”

Encred asked, his eyes narrowing.

“It will be so. I swear it on my name, Vannatur.”

The giant spoke from a fixed position, without moving a single fingertip.

“i get it.”

Encred also answered without a single flaw in his posture.

It was as if the mouth and body were playing separately.

Even though they said that, they did not let their guard down with each other.

The giant Bannatur knew that his opponent had not been fooled.

“Are you kidding me?”

The giant suddenly became angry and leaned forward, pretending to rush at me.

Encred looked at the giant and was reminded of the Valencian mercenary sword.

That’s exactly what the giant did.

It was a tactic that pursued the same direction, although the method of humiliation and deception was different.

It’s the same now.

He pretended to run, kicked the ground with a bang, and then stopped in the middle to calmly swing his club.

Wow.

That sound tore at my ears.

It was a flashy swing of the club, done without using all one’s might, but with a lot of caution, and it contained a tremendous power that tore through the air.

The giant wasn’t a giant for nothing.

Anyway, the guy was calm.

Encred was also calm.

He was calm no matter what he said, “Eat me, save me, save me.”

It is the heart of the beast.

The composure he had trained brought him calmness and made him never forget his composure.

Aker, who had been aiming forward, rose obliquely upward.

It was the moment when the club and the sword met. Aker’s blade met the club and formed a slanted angle.

As if pushing a tree with a mallet, he pushed the club with the blade of the Aker.

The thorns attached to the outside of the dark brown club fell off with a snap.

In that state, the giant shifted his center of gravity to his right foot and kicked with his left foot.

The wind pressure generated by the kick caused the thorns that had fallen on Aker’s blade to fly out as projectiles.

Encrid gently turned his body to the side to avoid the thorns.

He switched his left hand to hold the Aker, which he had been cutting with his club, and struck the giant’s shin.

Bam!

The blade struck the toshi that covered the giant’s shin, but there was no feeling of flesh being torn.

Still, the feeling of teaching something solid was palpable.

“evil!”

The giant screamed.

Encred looked only at the giant’s eyes then, but the creature’s eyes were still the same.

It was calm.

The giant thrust his hand in with a scream.

It’s an attack while pretending to be sick.

The way his fingers were spread out seemed to indicate that he believed he could break anything if caught.

It would be true in reality. The giant’s brute strength is a weapon in itself.

The race that crushes rocks with their hands is the giants.

He wrapped something in cloth and put it inside a toshi to protect his shins. It looked like a fur toshi at first glance, but it wasn’t anything like that.

In other words, it’s a trick.

The scream wasn’t from pain. It was just pretending to be in pain.

Another trick.

He held out his bare hand, not the one holding the club. It was clear that he intended to grab it and break it.

Just try to catch me, I’ll lose my mind and try to catch you, once I catch you, I’ll crush you!

Although the intention was sincere, this too was a deception.

Encred was aware of the whole situation and reacted immediately.

The giant screams and reaches out with his shins struck by the sword.

In the midst of that movement, a club with broken thorns fell with a thud from above his head.

There was no squeaking sound like before. It was simple and fast. If I had intentionally swung the club to receive a wide air resistance before, this time I turned the club at an angle.

‘after.’

Encrid took a short breath and held his breath for a moment.

‘One point of focus.’

A time when everything slows down.

The senses perceived everything around them and informed them of the situation.

Encred moved based on Will, the vitality boiling up throughout his body.

The right hand is straightened out and thrust out like a blade, and the Aker held in the left hand is stretched upward.

At the same time, he stepped forward and stepped on the giant’s instep.

Boom, crack, thud!

The blade struck the giant’s wrist and broke it, and the foot broke the ankle bone.

Aker cut right through the center of the club.

Splinters of wood and other things fell from the split club onto his head.

“Kkaaaah!”

Only then did the giant let out a real scream.

This was true.

Encrid retrieved the stabbed Aker and stepped back.

The giant, who did not give up, put down his club and swung his fist.

Hmph!

A punch that would have been fatal if it had hit even once split the air.

“Mr. Lee.”

The giant got angry.

This was also true.

Encred looked at the tears forming at the corners of the giant’s eyes.

That was true too.

I was satisfied.

* * *

While Encred was toying with one giant, Rem also killed two giants.

This wasn’t a long fight.

At first, they exchanged martial arts at a medium distance, and then Rem dove into the giant’s embrace.

The two giants who had lost their distance stretched out their arms and legs, but Rem pushed them away and created new mouths in their bellies with her axe.

One died with his intestines spilling out through his gaping abdomen, while another died with an axe stuck in his head.

Purple blood splattered on the floor.

Seeing the giants continue to attack even after having an axe stuck in their heads, it seems that they are indeed creatures with extraordinary vitality.

But that doesn’t mean you can live with all your insides spilled out and your head completely split open.

The three giants were unlucky. The opponents they encountered were these monsters.

“What are you guys?”

Rem asked after approaching us at the end of a fierce fight.

Since only the giant whose wrist Encred had broken and the instep he had crushed remained alive, the question was naturally directed at him.

The bastard blinked. He seemed to be mulling over Rem’s question.

“Why are people like you here? You don’t live here.”

Rem asked again.

The giant Bannatur blinked.

“Ugh, it hurts. Why are you asking me that?”

You’re acting stupid again.

It wasn’t just Encred who noticed.

Rem didn’t bother to say anything. He just took out a dagger and held it up to the giant’s eye.

Luagarne used her whip as a rope to tie the giant’s arms together.

Still, it was dangerous to get close like Rem.

But it was okay because it was Rem.

Because I’m not the type of person who would fall for something like that.

In fact, Rem was on her knees, but she aimed at the giant’s eyeballs, which were slightly higher than her eye level, and stepped on the giant’s thigh with the sole of her foot.

If he gets off, that foot will break his femur.

“I’ll start with the eyeballs, but is there a specific part you want? I can cut the middle one first, but I’ll go through them one by one. Oh, I can keep them alive for at least two days.”

Saxony must be a master of torture. He has certainly given that impression on several occasions.

What about Rem? If necessary, he will do it.

Even if he wasn’t a master, his experience of slicing people to death on several occasions would have greatly enhanced his understanding of the human body.

The giant wasn’t a four-hearted monster.

This side was also just a pseudo-human.

“Wait a minute, if I tell you, you’ll save me?”

What can I say? Encrid felt unfamiliar with this situation.

I haven’t seen many giants, but they aren’t called red-blooded demons for nothing.

A species born to fight.

The mad fighting instinct that doesn’t back down even when you know you’re losing.

That was a giant. That’s what I knew until now.

It was like an assault tank that even the giants seen on the battlefield during my time as an actual mercenary could not stop.

I vividly remember him charging towards a platoon armed with crossbows, bleeding all over his body.

“Hahaha, look, just push!”

The mad giant used to mock others by using tactics that only he could do.

Of course, just as not all humans are the same and not all frogs are the same, not all giants will be the same.

But isn’t this a bit too far-fetched?

Just because one hand and one foot are broken, you’re going to turn your back on me? A giant? Even though I’ve tied your wrists with a whip, if you rebel now, you can rebel at any time.

But it looked like this.

Rem thrust the dagger further under the giant’s eyeball. Purple blood flowed out with a spurt. Rem spoke as it was.

“I’ll kill you nicely.”

I won’t lie. It was Remda.

“What bad people.”

The giant answered.

Are they the kind of people who are somewhat intelligent but whose language skills have degenerated?

The speech was still awkward. The voice, thick and resonant as if speaking in a cave, was difficult to understand if it was spoken with a little slurring.

Now that I hear it, that’s what happened.

“fu*k, what good land is it if you don’t keep your promises? This is bullshit.”

Well, he said something like this. Even this was inferred from the words before and after, so it was difficult to understand even half of it.

“Everything happens according to God’s will.”

The giant who suddenly said that tried to hit my head with Rem’s dagger.

Of course, he couldn’t take it. Rem pulled out his dagger and struck the bastard’s cheekbone with the fist holding the dagger’s handle.

Bang.

The head of the man who was hit was lifted back.

Luagarne put strength into her arms. Veins bulged out on her shiny forearms.

“sick!”

The giant shouted.

“Then did you hit me to feel pleasure?”

Rem spoke and swung the dagger in his hand, pointing the blade forward again and stabbing the giant in the eye.

It was a swordsmanship without the slightest hesitation.

Sigh.

“Kuaaaah.”

It’s screaming again.

Also, it was a real scream.

The giant surrendered with that.

“This is our land now. That’s what we were told to do.”

“who?”

“He is a great prophet.”

There were almost no words that could be understood even if heard.

Ask a few more times, and you’ll eventually decide that there’s nothing more to ask.

Sigh.

Rem cut the giant’s throat with his dagger. Blood spurted out. It was a purple blood, almost purple.

“I don’t know how things work, but I guess I’ll have to go further to find out.”

Rem said.

“It would be better not to follow.”

Rem spoke again, and Encred remembered when Rem had told him to go into the Demon Realm without any plan.

He said and Rem followed.